What kind of people are we? You just stepped over bodies. I was very depressed
Why did they hate us all of a sudden? We had no idea where we were. Why are we being kept here?
I became very angry. Why did she die? Why did I survive?
Where is God? God didn’t create this, man created this. The inhumanity of man against man is unbelievable.
Somebody had to plan this. I blame man not God. Everything that meant anything in life to me I was going to leave behind.
I just can’t believe it Survivors, never give up A horrendous journey, absolutely full of dead bodies
Survivors, so close to death Holocaust, embedded into our bodies The word Jew doesn’t exist
A free human being again This day I cannot forget
I revolved my poem around the theme of survival. The few who were able to survive, had to be strong. I tried to place the lines in an order that could take you through the journey. Starting a little at the beginning, through the confusion and deaths, and ending with freedom. I used a lot of rhetorical questions because everyone being kept at the camps probably had a bad feeling. The feeling of confusion, especially the child prisoners, and the feeling that no one will explain to them what is happening.
What kind of people are we?
You just stepped over bodies.
I was very depressed
Why did they hate us all of a sudden?
We had no idea where we were.
Why are we being kept here?
I became very angry.
Why did she die?
Why did I survive?
Where is God?
God didn’t create this, man created this.
The inhumanity of man against man is unbelievable.
Somebody had to plan this.
I blame man not God.
Everything that meant anything in life to me I was going to leave behind.
I just can’t believe it
Survivors, never give up
A horrendous journey, absolutely full of dead bodies
Survivors, so close to death
Holocaust, embedded into our bodies
The word Jew doesn’t exist
A free human being again
This day I cannot forget
I revolved my poem around the theme of survival. The few who were able to survive, had to be strong. I tried to place the lines in an order that could take you through the journey. Starting a little at the beginning, through the confusion and deaths, and ending with freedom. I used a lot of rhetorical questions because everyone being kept at the camps probably had a bad feeling. The feeling of confusion, especially the child prisoners, and the feeling that no one will explain to them what is happening.